Easter Sunday's Daily Sun Cartoon Poem
A poem by Wiley:
Easter comes that time of year,
When buds of life are seen,
Frozen fog begins to clear,
and grayness turns to green.
Easter is the light of grace,
pouring from above,
on all the evil in this place,
bathing it with love.
Authors - "B.C.", by Mastroianni and Hart.
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"It doesn't cost "nuttin", to be nice".  MOM
I just want to do the right thing! Uncle Joe, (my hero).
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